That last line especially, Gretchen and NoStar, is not reminiscent of lesbian curiosity (with its potential for arousal), but of feeling "un-woman-ed" in the presence of a superior heterosexual specimen, just as a man can feel "unmanned" in a parallel presence of his own gender. I've been there and done that, as noted elsewhere. There is no hint of lesbian attraction in this poem, but there are hints from front to back of heterosexual awe, jealousy and envy.

Our tolerance of homosexuality as a society has many deleterious effects, not least of which being reading motives into human interactions that aren't there.

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